Birthday

So, today is my 22nd birthday. That seems so old. Twenty-two. That is beyond 21, so beyond feeling like a kid now. Wow. 22 is the age I will be when I graduate. I've had fun this weekend. Party on Friday where I made out with a hot boy... heh. Saturday fun with Anna, then P&P/Christmas/Birthday with Sean, Meg, Karin, and Bill, and then one of my favorite movies, Forget Paris, which I fell asleep during. This morning the rest of Forget Paris, a birthday wish from my favorite boy, Facebook birthday wishes, and then lunch with Jamie and Emilie and then dinner with the family. Tonight Intervention with the group. So, overall, a very very very fun birthday.

I feel so overwhelmingly loved that it almost makes me want to cry. I feel appreciated and loved and just generally great and warm and fuzzy inside. I wish I could feel like this every day and I really hope that I can feel like this everyday. That's my goal for the coming year, to feel this happy, this generally happy as much as possible. And to lose weight and eat better and live a better life. So, I welcome my 22nd year with open arms and hope that it is everything I can make it.

And to you, whoever stumbles across this small little dot in the huge universe, I love you too.